When you think about it….we even started out as origami babies…..you know. Newborns are wrinkly and their little knees and legs are drawn up, folded in, to their bodies. You have to stretch out the little legs to get the diaper on? Yep — come to think of it….we are the ancient art of origami by the time we get to our rejuvenatement period! 🙂

Your last stanza is killer; a terrific poem. I, too, wrote of birthday blues, but without the lightness & affection & insight you included in yours. Bravo, you rocked the prompt & made me smile big time.

As I said to someone else….suddenly, reading these replies, I realized that we are origami beings from the day we are born…all wrinkly with folds and our little legs drawn up, folded up into our bodies. Remember having to stretch out the legs of a newborn to change their diapers? So, when you think about it….by the time we get to our rejuvenatment periods (never say retirement) we are indeed the “ancient art of origami!” 🙂

Wow, I love this one. I can certainly identify with your first stanza, as my muscular toned body of my youth is now one with drooping skin here and there, muscle not solid. The 3rd stanza is full of self awareness and acceptance of how we change as we age – love the last line… Lovely Lill. 🙂

As I said to someone else, when you think about it, we’re born with origami bodies! Newborns with wrinkles, folds of skin, and little “chicken legs” that are folded up into our body so tightly that they have to be stretched out to have diapers changed. So by the time we reach 70, we are indeed the “ancient art of origami!” 🙂 Yup — gotta love our folds! And grey hairs too!

Thank you! I really do believe that we must at the very least, like ourselves so we can love others. The human form is always changing….shapeshifters are we all. I just think we need to learn to enjoy the process instead of striving to be like some photoshopped photo of an image that is not real.

Ah, thank you! After all, we were all once origami babies (wrinkled, folds of skin, and our little legs folded up to our bodies so tightly in the womb that they have to be stretched out a bit to get those tiny diapers on and off!). So we really are the “ancient art of origami” — shifting at each stage of life!